I’m grateful to God please help me continue to stay clean and sober while following your will, just for today. I’m grateful for all my family, friends, TS and the gratidudes. I’m grateful for forgiveness and ask my higher power for it after taking my friends inventory and posting it during another emotional relapse, I appoligize. I’m grateful for the realization that its yet another pattern I need to address and then forgive myself for. I’m grateful for connection.
I’m grateful for music. I’m grateful for humor and laughter. I’m grateful to be addressing my deep issues of grief and loss, abandonment, codependency and boundaries. I’m grateful I only have to work on it in small doses one day at a time. I’m grateful for the twelve steps.
May our higher powers give us Hope.
Good morning all,
Im grateful for sunny but cool weather. Im grateful my daughter went on a long walk with me. Well, to be fair, I made her go. But she ended up enjoying it. Im grateful for a body that lets me do these things. Im grateful that I nourish and love this body, not poison and punish it. Im grateful I accept help. Im grateful to know that I still need to work on knowing when to ask for it. Im grateful I feel calm and content today. Im grateful to know that feelings change, so I’ll enjoy this feeling today. Im grateful to have gratitude to read and borrow from. Grateful for you guys!
Everyone have a wonderful day❤️
Hangovers are partly caused by dehydration, which would have made your blood more viscous! Right? I think my mom told me that once, and whenever I had a hangover I felt so keenly aware of my overall toxicity and I had this mental picture of my viscous, alcohol contaminated blood being pushed through my brain with every throb of my pounding headache. So I’m pretty grateful that whole awfulness isn’t a thing for me anymore, hooray! I’m grateful it’s not a thing for you either, virtual high-five!
Super grateful for a late sleepy morning, and grateful for the love of my life even though he comes out and sleeps on the living room couch when I’m trying to get my chores done, lol. Grateful for all of you here, and your contributions to my sobriety and a smile each morning when I check in. Grateful for @Dakotahjae and her whole inspiring year of sobriety! Grateful my man stayed home last night instead of braving the st Patty’s day crowds, considering the stories he told me from the police scanner. Grateful I wasn’t one of those stories, and grateful to always remember that my capacity for hijinks is still there underneath, and that I choose every day not to engage with them and become that shameful person I was.
Welcome Shelby,
Congrats on your 67 days clean now?
This is a great thread to get and show the benefits of gratitude when we are clean and sober. Join in if you’re comfortable. I’m grateful you’re doing this for your baby girl. I’m grateful my baby girl, all grown up now, did it for her parents.
Today I’m grateful for another nice day. Was up on time, did chores, ran errands, played with the cats. I’m grateful my friends daughter is visiting me. She wants me to work with her on a school project. I’m grateful for smart young people. I’m grateful I cooked a yummi lunch (no pictures, we were hungry). It’s nice to share a meal. I’m grateful for a nice evening, funny cats and Missi purring on my belly. I’m grateful she doesn’t want to be entertained, she also is already in bed.
I’m grateful for being happy. Just for today life is nice and peaceful
I’m really grateful that I have vomited for the last 24 hours - from a stomach virus, not the daily hangover that used to haunt my life.
I used to wake up each day feeling like this -along with the waves of shame and self-loathing- and yet I drank every night, knowing what the outcome would be. Insanity.
I’ve had four years, ten months, and twenty-eight days of waking up sober. For any of you who are new and wondering if it is worth doing whatever it takes to get sober…Dear God, YES.
I’m so very grateful to God for helping me through this day clean and sober, today makes 40 days clean and sober . I am grateful for ALL my family, friends, TS and the gratidudes. I’m grateful my friend I vented about and inappropriately inventoried last evening reached out tonight to appoligize and admit how much she is hurting, struggling and wanting to die. I was aware it’s just not on me to point it out or possibly trigger her, myself or any of you. I am sorry. I’m grateful I didn’t blow up on her and ruin our friendship, I really wanted to, but somehow knew better. I’m grateful I have experience with this stuff from myself and others. Even my common law wife that passed was considered a probable suicide by overdose. That is something I rarely talk about and admit as I feel it reflects poorly on me as I was her partner and primary care giver. My exfiance and some friends in and out of the program have reached out for help over years now, even before I came into recovery, sigh, I try to mainly listen, then if necessary point them towards call centers, detoxs and hospitals. I also get more calls, visits and stuff regarding addiction but they are often connected which is a sad reality. I’m grateful I can give it to God, the Universe, the Creator, Mother Naure, the collective Conciousness whatever it takes, I humbly and wholey from the depths of my broken mind body and soul, pray for strength and health for all of us who face these very real problems. I’m grateful to be of service and follow Gods will if that’s what this is. Part of me wonders if I’m being punished for all my sins. I really don’t know but once more I ask and pray God give me the strength to do this, I have lost enough already. I’m grateful I just meditated and think I need to do some more. What are the odds at my cocaine anonymous meeting this evening everyone was talking about suicide and their experiences since that’s what page 399 of the big book we discussed brought up. Then I get home and the texts start rolling in from her. I’m grateful to really be over any and all suicidal thoughts myself, my life is to precious, all life is and I want to live. I’m grateful that is absolutely 100% true. I didn’t share at the meeting there was more than enough shares already and apparently God’s plan was for my share to come on the phone when I got home and to get it out with you gratidudes.
Ok enough heavy. phew!
I’m grateful for take out pizza and that I have put on some weight. I’m grateful I can attend church and sing my little butt off tomorrow morning with the rest of the congregation. I’m grateful I went for a walk in the snow through the golf course earlier while once again singing away. I’m grateful my friends took me for lunch after a meeting this morning before all the heavy after dinner tonight.I’m grateful I spent part of the afternoon just chilling watching sports with my sponsor. I’m grateful my place is nice and warm and clean. I’m grateful for the twelve steps.
May our higher powers grant us wisdom.
p.s. Say hi and smile to a stranger, you can do it. Ya you!!
Today I’m grateful my relapse dream was just a dream.
I’ve read so many times of those happening with everyone…but this was a first for me. Very vivid. I was back to more than a year ago…trying to hide it from my family…hopeless…sad…feeling weak. Crushing.
I’m so grateful it was just a dream.
I think it could have been because I’m approaching one year and it is such a big deal to me…I’m terrified of how fragile it all is. How one moment could derail my best efforts.
I’m grateful the dream showed me what I don’t want.
I don’t want that anymore. And for that realization, I’m grateful
I am grateful to be sober.
I am grateful I went out for walking before it starts raining again.
I am grateful for the birds singing.
I am grateful that sometimes I have let’s say: clear moments when I realize how insane something is I feel. Like not having the right body because something doesn’t fit. Like I am not pretty enough as if that is the most important thing for women to be. Like being always busy as this means you have a fulfilled life. There is a long way between these clear moments and believing them. It took me ages from clear (often also posthungover-moments) to ahhh, alcohol won’t help me in any situation I used to drink it for.
I am grateful I have enough.
I’m grateful for another day sober. It’s so nice to lay my head on the pillow sober and content instead of full of self-loathing from drinking too much.
I’m grateful for Sunday morning with coffee, cats, and the crossword.
I’m grateful the sun is shining today. I’m going to try to go walk despite the cold.
I’m grateful to have enough food, a place to live, heat, and all basic needs met. I’m grateful I care share those things with my bf while he’s struggling.
I’m grateful to be working on patience and boundaries. To take time to myself when I need it. Also recognizing the things I have control over versus the things I can’t control. Like other people’s decisions and actions.
Today I’m grateful for bursts of blossom as I’m driving, it so nice to see and really lifts my mood.
I’m grateful to visit my dad today, he’s still the same, grateful to spend time with him.
I’m grateful for my sweetie kids today, I got a lovely card and a plant and a scented candle. The comments in the card made me fill up. Also, been thinking about my own mum today, I played some music that reminds me of her, always emotional but nice.
Grateful for a nice day
I am grateful that I have learned to listen and that the days where I read into conversations or hear something completely different to whats been said are over. I am grateful for reminders.
I am grateful to have enjoyed a meal with a sponsee and her family as she celebrated her first year clean yesterday. I am grateful that she asked me to sponsor her, that she has trusted me, and that she continues to allow me to love her until she can love herself. I am grateful I dont have to stop when she does.
I am grateful that I am not living in self will today. The universe called me to yoga this morning and I went back and forth in my head about going. “Ugh 8 am class on a Sunday??? I just want to sit on my effing computer…” my reality is I need that class, my spirit does and the soul that is teaching it needs me there too. I am grateful I dont fight direction as hard as I used to, I am grateful to be called on.
Today I get to go to a women’s recovery house and do a panel, I am grateful for this. These women are fighting for their lives and I feel honored to get to share my story with them, hopefully they hear something that sticks.
Grateful I wasn’t one of those stories, and grateful to always remember that my capacity for hijinks is still there underneath, and that I choose every day not to engage with them and become that shameful person I was.
clean now?
. I am grateful for ALL my family, friends, TS and the gratidudes. I’m grateful my friend I vented about and inappropriately inventoried last evening reached out tonight to appoligize and admit how much she is hurting, struggling and wanting to die. I was aware it’s just not on me to point it out or possibly trigger her, myself or any of you. I am sorry. I’m grateful I didn’t blow up on her and ruin our friendship, I really wanted to, but somehow knew better. I’m grateful I have experience with this stuff from myself and others. Even my common law wife that passed was considered a probable suicide by overdose. That is something I rarely talk about and admit as I feel it reflects poorly on me as I was her partner and primary care giver. My exfiance and some friends in and out of the program have reached out for help over years now, even before I came into recovery, sigh, I try to mainly listen, then if necessary point them towards call centers, detoxs and hospitals. I also get more calls, visits and stuff regarding addiction but they are often connected which is a sad reality. I’m grateful I can give it to God, the Universe, the Creator, Mother Naure, the collective Conciousness whatever it takes, I humbly and wholey from the depths of my broken mind body and soul, pray for strength and health for all of us who face these very real problems. I’m grateful to be of service and follow Gods will if that’s what this is. Part of me wonders if I’m being punished for all my sins. I really don’t know but once more I ask and pray God give me the strength to do this, I have lost enough already. I’m grateful I just meditated and think I need to do some more. What are the odds at my cocaine anonymous meeting this evening everyone was talking about suicide and their experiences since that’s what page 399 of the big book we discussed brought up. Then I get home and the texts start rolling in from her. I’m grateful to really be over any and all suicidal thoughts myself, my life is to precious, all life is and I want to live. I’m grateful that is absolutely 100% true. I didn’t share at the meeting there was more than enough shares already and apparently God’s plan was for my share to come on the phone when I got home and to get it out with you gratidudes.